Youth, Loose

(Inspired by “Good Life” by One Republic)

Day turns to night, night turns to whatever we want

Black and blue are the bruises we flaunt

We took heart from the heartless, feared not the fearless

And found ourselves not so separate from the rest

We gave up our heads for our hearts

Gave up the spare to save the necessary parts

Until we stand hopelessly, the hope is we

Still care enough to stare and see

We’re still young enough to say what we think

Passion pushes us against those turned to jade

We peer into the dark and we do not to blink

Riled, wild, unreconciled: rebellious; nature nurture made